Life has really changed in the past year. We got married, we moved from LA to Omaha, and we bought our first house - a ranch. Since we've got so much going on we figured we'd better document it all - whether it serves as a success story or a cautionary tale to all newlywed couples who think remodeling a house sounds like a good idea. Here's a his and hers perspective on moving from the coast to the plains, and the joys and sorrows of home improvement.

Monday, June 15, 2009

More yaaaaaaaaaaaard sale-ing away....

Mr. P's parents are in town and yesterday we hit some yard sales. (yes, I know...we're quite the entertainers) We went everywhere from the fanciest to the sketchiest neighborhoods and there was one theme that seemed to extend cross socio economic level.

Underwear and other "nether-region-related" items for sale. Behold:

I appreciate his effort to display his wears but hanging a dirty mattress and a collection of sassy-colored brassieres on your fence is...um, well a little much. Would you buy a bra from that guy? From the same place you picked up a Scream mask and a bed bug ridden mattress? Please look at his face as I stealthily (okay maybe not THAT stealthily) snap a picture. Not exactly Victoria's Secret's #1 salesman.

But wait, there's more. Need some panties to match those bras?

Voila. A six-pack for $4 - how can you beat it? At least they're still in the original wrapping...which is more than I can say for this Tupperware bin of slips and panties:

Fun. But gentlemen need not feel left out! Here's ONE PAIR of boxer shorts:

No reasonable offer will be rejected! Hey, I have an offer! I'll give you $5 TO THROW THEM IN THE TRASH LIKE NORMAL PEOPLE DO WITH OLD UNDERPANTS. And speaking of trash, here's someone that no household should be with out. Editors at "Oprah's Favorite Things" list, take note:

Wow. A handpainted bed pan. Color me impressed. (and sort of nauseous) Needless to say we passed on this one. But I almost didn't pass on this unrelated item these sellers were asking $4 for:

I can't believe that I couldn't make room for a five-foot mascot head. (what was this mascot? a worm? a bumble bee? a yellow Al Roker?) First, we couldn't fit it in the car. Second, we couldn't fit it in our house. Third, I am not a COMPLETE weirdo. So there's that.

We've been really working the in-laws this weekend - lots of changes in the garden and good progress in the 1/2 bath. I'll be uploading more pictures later today so tune back in!

2 comments:

Your are going to wish you had that head on halloween. I also have a vision of a womanless beauty contest with Mr. P as the winner(you know for some charity in Omaha) those bras could have worked well. I told you those NLAWS were good workers. You just have to have lots of ibuprophen in the medicine chest.